Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 793

Chapter 793

“Apologize sincerely, and ask about the injury. That's basic courtesy,” Henry demanded.

“It's already so late...” Zachary was about to reject when he saw Henry glower at him. He had no choice but to agree to it.

After that, he turned and walked back toward Cynthia's bed.

The nurses got the hint and quickly left the room to give some much-needed space to Zachary and Cynthia.

The door was closed behind him, leaving them alone in the room. The combined effect of the dimmed lights, sway of the white curtains, and lavender fragrance gave a very romantic ambiance.

Zachary sat on the sofa, opened a bottle of wine, and started drinking on his own.

As for Cynthia, she lay on the bed and quietly looked at Zachary, her eyes full of warmth and tenderness.

“I'll rest here for a while before leaving so I don't get nagged at again.” Zachary glanced at Cynthia. “Am I disturbing you?”

“No, it's fine.” Cynthia gestured. “You can rest as long as you want.”

When they locked eyes, Cynthia blushed and immediately tried to clarify. “What I meant was, to put Grandpa at ease, you can stay here longer... no, I meant, you can stay however long you want... “

The more she tried to explain, the more flustered she got.

Regardless, Zachary remained on the sofa, quietly savoring the wine while enjoying the silence.

All of a sudden, he glanced at the door. He could sense someone outside, watching them.

At that, Zachary promptly placed his glass down and made his way toward Cynthia.

a matter of fact, her nerves were so bad she didn't even

was already beside her and was leaning in towards her. She

him getting even closer... Zachary reached out and turned off

light from the aroma lamp.

was so nervous she was shaking uncontrollably. Even her breathing

went back to the sofa and continued

her eyes and gazed

he was

he was only

fallen asleep on the sofa. It was either from sheer exhaustion

the wine glass he was holding, and the

to walk toward Zachary. She then covered

were knitted even in his sleep, as though he was in

pleced his gless down end mede his wey towerd

es she gripped her blenket tightly. As e metter of fect, her nerves were so

wes elreedy beside her end wes

Zechery reeched out end turned off the light switch behind

except for the flickering light from the erome lemp. The derkness geve the room en even

thet point, Cynthie wes so nervous she wes sheking uncontrollebly.

still didn't touch her. He went beck to the sofe end

slowly opened her eyes end gezed

he

only turning off

esleep on the sofe. It wes

holding, end

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